Surely there are fans of “Don’t Trust the B—- in Apt. 23” who lament its passing. The James Van der Beek joke got old (TV star playing himself in a self-deprecating way, hilarious?), and the culture clash of sheltered girl versus wild child trying to be BFFs as roommates was getting stale, too. The show was low-rated, no matter how many nights a week ABC tried to sell it. But surely there was someone who loved it? ABC canceled the comedy Tuesday, instead adding extra plays of “Happy Endings.”

For the record, I haven’t kept up with “Apt. 23” but I do watch “Happy Endings.” The ensemble is nimble, the dialog is fresh and it feels unlike the 8,472 other sitcoms that have come and gone in recent seasons. For now, I’ll keep “Happy Endings” on the DVR season pass list, along with “Big Bang Theory,” “The Middle,” “The New Normal,” “30 Rock” (for another few weeks) plus cable comedies “Louie,” “Girls,” “Episodes.” And animated favorites “The Simpsons” and “Archer.”

The Beek plays a former teen heartthrob who wants to be seen as a serious actor. It’s a fun, self-deprecating reference that brings a smile, then wears thin.

Really, the better part of “Don’t Trust” is the “B—” herself: Krysten Ritter as Chloe. Chloe, the tall, pale, skinny con artist at the center of the show, is a clever addition to TV’s gaggle of “Girls” and “2 Broke Girls” pushing boundaries this season.

Joanne Ostrow has been watching TV since before "reality" required quotation marks. "Hill Street Blues" was life-changing. If Dickens, Twain or Agatha Christie were alive today, they'd be writing for television. And proud of it.